My Poetry: "Mend" (2011)

As we go through the ebb and flow of life, we accumulate memories, images and feeling. Some are good and hopeful and we strive to cling to them. But some are bad and hopeless and we find that, try as we might, sometimes we can't let them go. But the fact of the matter is that they are all part of our growth process: they permeate you and I and make us who we are.

So you wouldn't be YOU without that flunked year in school, that dream job you lost, that loved one that has died or that special person that broke your heart. What you need to do to not go insane is occasionally exhaust the hurt part out of your system and keep only the inner growth part... and do so in one of the many creative ways available to you.

Today I felt the urge to do some soul purging of my own in a way I haven't done for a good 18 years (well, since writing lyrics for a rock band!)... by writing some (bad) poetry:

"Mend"

by Miguel Melo

 

If Man is meant to be loved

And peace and joy the ultimate end

Then why is my heart torn

And how long will it take to mend?

If patience is a virtue

And faithfulness heaven sent

Then why does betrayal my heart tear

And righteous anger not let it mend?

As my mortal days wither on

And dearth of goodness is all I'm handed

Can I wish away a heart that's torn

And dream of one that's fully mended?

Sadly life is but a travesty

And make do I must with what I am

Asking: How far has my heart been broken

And will it ever be whole again?